Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Boys and girls, these two brats show up again?

Now that he had the hint, Zhu Zheng chose to explore the curtain on the right first.

Open the crimson curtain.

The space behind the curtain was larger than he had imagined.

Several rooms have been opened up to form a more open room.

There is an offering table in the most conspicuous position of the room. The shrine above is covered with black cloth and there are many tributes on it.

It's just that these tributes are quite old and covered with dust.

Zhu Zheng's sharp eyes found a pawprint belonging to a child on the altar table.

The boy and girl who brought me here has something to do with this shrine?

It's strange. Since the people from the Burial Temple have cleaned the entire theater, why aren't they cleaning here? Is there something terrible here?

Zhu Zheng was muttering in his heart.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to look at other corners of the room.

On the right is an enlarged and elongated wooden table.

On the table are carving knives of various sizes, as well as some semi-finished shadow puppets and string puppets.

On the shelves next to it, there are also piles of leather, wooden skewers, cotton ropes and other materials.

On the left side of the room is a firmly closed black iron door, leading to somewhere unknown.

In addition, there are many puppets hanging on the beams, hundreds of them densely packed.

Due to their exquisite craftsmanship and lifelike appearance, these puppets have crossed the cognitive boundary of 'human-like puppets' and entered into the similarity of 'puppet-like people'.

Because of this, the fear and pressure brought to people skyrocketed instantly.

The uncanny valley effect!

Zhu Zheng instantly thought of this word.

He pulled down the string puppet closest to him and played with it a few times.

It's just an ordinary puppet. It seems I'm overthinking it.

Adjust your mentality.

Zhu Zheng walked straight to the altar table, reached out and grabbed the black cloth covering the shrine.

Let me see what's behind the altar.

Lift the black cloth.

Zhu Zheng looked towards the shrine.

There is a statue of a god stained with blood on the inside of the shrine. In addition, there is a book hidden behind the statue.

What is written here? Is this the purpose of bringing me here?

Zhu Zheng reached for the booklet.

However, just when his hand was about to touch the statue, something suddenly changed in the shrine.

The wooden statue opened its eyes and looked at Zhu Zheng.

His eyes were full of malice.

Caught off guard, a cold feeling hit my heart.

Many hallucinations appeared before Zhu Zheng's eyes.

It feels like you are in a dark and humid jungle, facing a darkness full of unknowns and fears.

At the end of the darkness, a black furry object suddenly opened its eyes.

Indescribable fear oppressed me.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Zhu Zheng's forehead, and he quickly took a few steps back.

What kind of monster is that? There's something wrong with this room.

A weak cry reached his ears.

When Zhu Zheng looked along the sound, his pupils narrowed instantly.

The puppets hanging on the beams turned their eyes one after another, and their pupils were blood red.

They woke up from their slumber and regarded Zhu Zheng as an intruder.

Are these puppets human?

Looking at the puppets in front of him and the flexible eyes full of malice, Zhu Zheng had a very absurd feeling.

In every puppet there is a human soul imprisoned.

In the endless torture, these souls have dissipated until only bestiality and pure malice remain.

He seemed to see the maker talking carefully, selecting 'raw materials' and giving the final 'processing' to the puppets.

At this time, a puppet flexibly untied its ropes and fell from the sky to the floor.

Then it stood up staggeringly, rapidly expanded and grew in size in a burst of black air, its hands deformed into sharp spikes, and it walked towards Zhu Zheng.

It's like a signal.

The remaining puppets fell one after another.

The battle is about to break out.

Who is this little girl?

This is too fierce!

The handsome uncle's eyelids twitched.

When he faced the shadow puppet army for the first time, he was frightened and fainted by the terrifying scene.

This time he was attracted by the silence and found Zhu Zheng fighting with the puppet army. He was immediately shocked.

At the same time, the idea of ​​hugging her thighs was further confirmed in her heart.

…

Inside the puppet workshop.

A special battle is going on.

Animated string puppets can be tricky.

They are extremely aggressive.

In addition, due to the materials used, string puppets have extremely strong defense and self-healing capabilities.

And after they are attacked, they will know to hide behind their companions to heal themselves, and then join the battle after they are healed.

If they receive a fatal attack but do not die immediately, these string puppets will also self-destruct to cause a certain degree of damage to surrounding enemies.

Therefore, when fighting the puppets, you need to use thunderous means to kill them with one hit.

But they were very unlucky to meet Zhu Zheng.

Whether it was a head-on crushing attack with a hundred times the divine power, or a scraping attack from the spirit of fire or bloody flames, these puppets were restrained to death.

Any string puppet that came close would either be hammered into powder by the Skull Crusher Hammer, or be burned to ashes in just a few seconds due to the restraint of the flame attribute.

Just like that, in just over ten minutes, this special army was wiped out.

look around.

Zhu Zheng walked up to the shrine and reached out to hold the statue.

Slowly exerting force on his palm, the hard idol was like an egg in his hand, and the corners had begun to crumble and disintegrate.

Sir, please don't kill me.

A cry for mercy suddenly came from the statue.

A look of understanding flashed in Zhu Zheng's eyes.

Marionettes can be endowed with souls, so statues of gods that are more important at first glance should be more spiritual.

Otherwise, he would just hit it directly with the skull-crushing hammer instead of using it slowly and hard like this.

Who are you and what's going on?

A cold voice came from the mouth, which sounded very scary.

Sir, my surname is Tu. You can just call me Tu Laosi. I am a craftsman in the ghost theater, specializing in making shadow puppets and puppets.

Tu Laosi, you made all these puppets?

Yes, my family's ancestral spirit enchantment technique uses the soul of a living person as a medium to create spiritual string puppets.

It was exactly as he guessed.

Making puppets out of human souls, this Tu Laosi deserves to die.

Then his face became even colder.

I want to know the truth about the Ghost Theater and the Zangzun Sacrifice. Tell me everything you know.

Tu Laosi's voice hesitated.

However, under the pressure of Zhu Zheng, he did not dare to hide anything at all, so he could only tell Zhu Zheng everything he knew.

Let’s talk about this ghost theater first.

The so-called ghost theater is a place where ghost plays are performed.

It is also one of the rituals for worshiping and burying the deceased.

Legend has it that before the main sacrifice begins, one needs to use the soul as silk and actors, puppets, and shadow puppets as matchmakers to perform a ghost play for the burial god, so that he can be protected by the burial statue.

You can ask about the past to understand the future and stay safe!